Not me, O Life, but us.

Not mine, O Life, but ours.

As far as the eastern horizon,
as far as the western sea,
all that is and all that can be.

Not us or them, O Life, but every.

Not us or theirs, O Life, but all’s.

From the first wisp of dust
to its final sighing breath,
in life and death, in glory and struggle.

Not for or against, O Life, but with.

Not won or lost, O Life, but multiplied.

As long as the rivers,
as timeless as the stars,
as faithful as the sunrise.

Because I am not without us, O Life.

Because ours is naught without every, O Life. Always.

on the Revised Common Lectionary texts;
cross-posted at RevGalBlogPals

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